Lake Water Like Silk

This peace

pulls my heart so

Each time I leave

my heart stays

Beating

by virtue of water

like silk

being woven

in

and out

in

and out

. . .

Without water nearby

Memory fades

Movement becomes routine

World paper-thin

Body untethered.

Selkie without skin

Mermaid without soul

Yearning

Overstimulated

Underwhelmed

Consumed by emptiness

. . .

Until

submerged,

Skin and soul

entwine

. . .

Water of the ages

Transforms this body

to ancient matter

Touches deepest memory

Seeps into bones

beneath the sticky mess

these quickly moving atoms

have become

for a time

. . .

Truth sparks

. . .

Life is round

and full

and I will not fall

off the edge

by wandering too far

. . .

Deep breath

is a gift.

Greater

than

new shoes

binge watching

shiny trinkets

diplomas

dollars

Even

chocolate

. . .

To stay long enough

to fully embody

Truth

would ask

Everything

to become

Everything

. . .

In stillness I listen

to water lapping against shore

And beyond,

my children’s voices

. . .

Balanced between

Swimming deep

Walking empty

Both call me home

. . .

Yet

I can live and breathe

fully embodied for days

on

one toe

dipped

in the water